Lyrics Bass 2 - Washer

Bass 2

Closet sluggard, jack of all trades
I’ll do everything so it goes my way
And never finish
Throw it up on a shelf
Right there next to everything I call myself
And every other month I bring it down
To try to sit and focus
And fill my notebook with lofty hocus pocus
But fall asleep
Wake up and waste the day
Fantasize my life in someone else’s place
But I bare witness
To a lack of strength
An inability to enact real change
So every other month I bring me down
To wallow and be selfish
These altrnate states
Have got m feeling bogus
I’ll go to sleep
Wait